*coughs and waves* Sadly, I can't really think of much to say here. It's merely a post to let you all know that I haven't forgotten about this place. I'm still around, just very busy and not very creative/motivated. I'm afraid I can't even think of something to give you a picture post for, which is very sad. *coughs again* Well, now that I've let you know that, I should probably stop talking. ;-)
Oh, and I wanted to commemorate today being 10/10/10. Yep. No matter how you rearrange them, it's 10/10/10. Pretty nifty, no? :-D
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Mostly About Break
Well, it's almost April, if you can believe that, and I've yet to make a post for 2010. *looks embarrassed* Quite shocking, I'm afraid, even for me.
Over break I did some reorganizing of books and bookshelf so I could finally get the books out of the bags they've been sitting in for over a year, as well as some more recent acquisitions. I ended up boxing a whole bunch up and sticking them under my bed. I've mainly kept out books I haven't read, a few favourites, and a few other books that are neither. The last grouping puzzles me, but I guess it was just hard to find room for them in the boxes. It's still odd to look at my shelf and see unfamiliar bindings and to miss some familiar ones.
Even though break is just about over, there are still tons of stuff I've left undone. My scarf-thingy, which has lain neglected since the semester started, has only gained a row of knitting. There are dvds still unwatched, studying still undone, letters and notes still unwritten, and books still unread. But, a few goals have also been accomplished: the bookshelf organizing mentioned above, a well-needed cleaning and decluttering of my room, a few important emails sent, and some books thoroughly devoured.
Over break I did some reorganizing of books and bookshelf so I could finally get the books out of the bags they've been sitting in for over a year, as well as some more recent acquisitions. I ended up boxing a whole bunch up and sticking them under my bed. I've mainly kept out books I haven't read, a few favourites, and a few other books that are neither. The last grouping puzzles me, but I guess it was just hard to find room for them in the boxes. It's still odd to look at my shelf and see unfamiliar bindings and to miss some familiar ones.
Even though break is just about over, there are still tons of stuff I've left undone. My scarf-thingy, which has lain neglected since the semester started, has only gained a row of knitting. There are dvds still unwatched, studying still undone, letters and notes still unwritten, and books still unread. But, a few goals have also been accomplished: the bookshelf organizing mentioned above, a well-needed cleaning and decluttering of my room, a few important emails sent, and some books thoroughly devoured.
Sunday, December 06, 2009
A Short Letter to a Literary Legend
Dear Mr. Dickens,
I have a small complaint to lodge against you. It concerns your book, The Old Curiosity Shop. Did it really need to be so depressing? It's terribly tragic and not even in that semi-romantic way that might've given some sort of comfort to the reader. Surely the grandfather could've died in place of Nell and still have had a lesson gleaned---"Gamble and Die". Was it completely necessary to have the lesson instead be "Gamble and Your Granddaughter Dies"? I strongly object to the end of the tale, when the touching reunion between Nell, her father, and Kit turns heartbreaking as Nell croaks. I suppose she had developed pneumonia, though, really, it was her grandfather's doings that killed her. I know that all your stories were written to challenge social problems. Perhaps you should also have written one combatting the woes of characters tragically killed off by their authors. I certainly would read it.
To be honest, though, I haven't actually read the book. I have merely seen an adaptation. So, if this is simply a case of a poor adaptation, I absolve you of all charges, sir, and hope I have not disturbed you very much.
Sincerely,
A Concerned Reader and Viewer
I have a small complaint to lodge against you. It concerns your book, The Old Curiosity Shop. Did it really need to be so depressing? It's terribly tragic and not even in that semi-romantic way that might've given some sort of comfort to the reader. Surely the grandfather could've died in place of Nell and still have had a lesson gleaned---"Gamble and Die". Was it completely necessary to have the lesson instead be "Gamble and Your Granddaughter Dies"? I strongly object to the end of the tale, when the touching reunion between Nell, her father, and Kit turns heartbreaking as Nell croaks. I suppose she had developed pneumonia, though, really, it was her grandfather's doings that killed her. I know that all your stories were written to challenge social problems. Perhaps you should also have written one combatting the woes of characters tragically killed off by their authors. I certainly would read it.
To be honest, though, I haven't actually read the book. I have merely seen an adaptation. So, if this is simply a case of a poor adaptation, I absolve you of all charges, sir, and hope I have not disturbed you very much.
Sincerely,
A Concerned Reader and Viewer
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Wanted
Wanted:
A historical reenactment society*, open to taking in an escaped university student with little experience, but with a great eagerness to learn.
Said student is willing to work hard at almost any task, including behind the scenes tasks.
Will work for board and keep.
Is interested in any time period reenactment society and will also consider reenactment societies not strictly historical.
Please respond if interested.
*Because a historical reenactment society is so much cooler than a circus.
A historical reenactment society*, open to taking in an escaped university student with little experience, but with a great eagerness to learn.
Said student is willing to work hard at almost any task, including behind the scenes tasks.
Will work for board and keep.
Is interested in any time period reenactment society and will also consider reenactment societies not strictly historical.
Please respond if interested.
*Because a historical reenactment society is so much cooler than a circus.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Just For Fun
I don't think it's necessarily all that accurate (I tried to answer at least semi-truthfully, but when you know exactly what every question's answers mean, it's hard), but it was fun. What do you all think?
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Not Much
*blows dust off* Poor blog, it's been rather neglected lately. *looks guilty*
But, you know, I just remembered why it's been so neglected: I can't think of what to write about.
That said, I think I just found something.
The picture above is drawn by Dawn D. Davidson. She's quite a good artist. I first saw her work because of some Narnian drawings she'd done. And while they're quite good, that's not why I'm bringing it up.
It's because of one of the other book series she loves and has drawn pictures of. A series that I first learned about a long time ago, but only read the first book last fall and didn't get into until just last week: The Chronicles of Prydian by Lloyd Alexander.
Most of you, no doubt, will nod wisely and say you read it when you were a wee child. I probably should've, too, but I didn't. So, if you haven't read it, you're not to late to, either.
At any rate, this picture may not seem as funny as it really is if you don't understand the story (The Black Cauldron, second in the series). Basically---well, look at the expressions on their faces. The boy (Taran) is all excited because he just got a sword. The girl (Eilonwy) is excited because he asked her to gird it on him. Eh, wait up. The artist gives a better description:
"Allowed to join the quest to recover the deadly Black Cauldron from Annuvin, the land of death, Taran is presented with his first official sword, and hastens to ask Eilonwy to gird it on him. The implication being that a young man would ask this honor of his 'best girl', so to speak, she is pleased...at least until he inserts his foot into his mouth by adding that she's the only girl around to do it. The ensuing spat is quite entertaining."
Yep. Lots of fun.
But, you know, I just remembered why it's been so neglected: I can't think of what to write about.
That said, I think I just found something.
The picture above is drawn by Dawn D. Davidson. She's quite a good artist. I first saw her work because of some Narnian drawings she'd done. And while they're quite good, that's not why I'm bringing it up.
It's because of one of the other book series she loves and has drawn pictures of. A series that I first learned about a long time ago, but only read the first book last fall and didn't get into until just last week: The Chronicles of Prydian by Lloyd Alexander.
Most of you, no doubt, will nod wisely and say you read it when you were a wee child. I probably should've, too, but I didn't. So, if you haven't read it, you're not to late to, either.
At any rate, this picture may not seem as funny as it really is if you don't understand the story (The Black Cauldron, second in the series). Basically---well, look at the expressions on their faces. The boy (Taran) is all excited because he just got a sword. The girl (Eilonwy) is excited because he asked her to gird it on him. Eh, wait up. The artist gives a better description:
"Allowed to join the quest to recover the deadly Black Cauldron from Annuvin, the land of death, Taran is presented with his first official sword, and hastens to ask Eilonwy to gird it on him. The implication being that a young man would ask this honor of his 'best girl', so to speak, she is pleased...at least until he inserts his foot into his mouth by adding that she's the only girl around to do it. The ensuing spat is quite entertaining."
Yep. Lots of fun.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Long Time, No Picture Post
Yep, time for another picture post. I believe that picture is called April Love, but I don't remember who the artist is.Did you all know that a heritage group in England made a short film (10 minutes or so, I think) of The Lady of Shalott for a celebration of Tennyson's birth? It looks lovely---it's a real pity that they're showing it over there in the heritage center and not here. But, at any rate, that's what my current picture/avatar is from. And here are a few more pictures of it:
Doesn't it look beautiful? And there are tons more pictures on the website, so you all should go take a look.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
A Remembrance
My great-grandmother passed away on Thursday. She'd not been doing too well for the past few years, but before then, she'd been quite healthy. She was blind, but on the occasions I visited, she was always cheerful. I remember a few things distinctly about her, even if I only visited a dozen times or so.
One, she would tell us that she prayed for us all everyday. She'd say that she couldn't do much anymore, but that she could pray and so she did. Now that I'm older, I realize how important these prayers were and how blessed I was to have had my great-grandmother praying for me.
Two, she would tell us of her hope in Christ. She would tell us when we visited that she'd had a long, full life, and that she was just waiting for the Lord to take her home. Her husband had been taken home several years before and she couldn't wait to go home. She felt that her time here on Earth was finished and didn't know why God was keeping her here still. But she still waited patiently, trusted in God, and was ready to go home as soon as God called her.
Three, as a young girl, I always associated Psalm 128 with her (and my great-grandfather---who has been dead for five or six years now---but especially her). In the last verse, it talks about the blessing of seeing one's children's children. I'd always think, and said as much to my mother once, that Great-Grandma was especially blessed since she got to see (or at least meet) her children's children's children!
"Blessed is the man who fears Jehovah
And that walketh in His ways;
Thou shalt eat of thy hands' labor
And be prospered all thy days.
Like a vine with fruit abounding
In thy house thy wife is found,
And like olive plants thy children,
Compassing thy table round,
And like olive plants thy children,
Compassing thy table round.
Lo, on him that fears Jehovah
Shall this blessednes attend;
For Jehovah out of Zion
Shall to thee His blessing send.
Thou shalt see Jerus'lem prosper
All thy days till life shall cease;
Thou shalt see thy children's children,
Unto Israel be peace,
Thou shalt see thy children's children,
Unto Israel be peace."
Psalm 128B, The Book of Psalms for Singing.
I have been very blessed to have been able to get to know my great-grandmother if even a very little bit. And so, even if I'm a little sad right now, I am so thankful that she's home now and that, because of Christ, I will see her again some day. Great-Grandma is spending this Easter with Great-Grandpa and, more importantly, with her Lord and Saviour.
He is risen!
One, she would tell us that she prayed for us all everyday. She'd say that she couldn't do much anymore, but that she could pray and so she did. Now that I'm older, I realize how important these prayers were and how blessed I was to have had my great-grandmother praying for me.
Two, she would tell us of her hope in Christ. She would tell us when we visited that she'd had a long, full life, and that she was just waiting for the Lord to take her home. Her husband had been taken home several years before and she couldn't wait to go home. She felt that her time here on Earth was finished and didn't know why God was keeping her here still. But she still waited patiently, trusted in God, and was ready to go home as soon as God called her.
Three, as a young girl, I always associated Psalm 128 with her (and my great-grandfather---who has been dead for five or six years now---but especially her). In the last verse, it talks about the blessing of seeing one's children's children. I'd always think, and said as much to my mother once, that Great-Grandma was especially blessed since she got to see (or at least meet) her children's children's children!
"Blessed is the man who fears Jehovah
And that walketh in His ways;
Thou shalt eat of thy hands' labor
And be prospered all thy days.
Like a vine with fruit abounding
In thy house thy wife is found,
And like olive plants thy children,
Compassing thy table round,
And like olive plants thy children,
Compassing thy table round.
Lo, on him that fears Jehovah
Shall this blessednes attend;
For Jehovah out of Zion
Shall to thee His blessing send.
Thou shalt see Jerus'lem prosper
All thy days till life shall cease;
Thou shalt see thy children's children,
Unto Israel be peace,
Thou shalt see thy children's children,
Unto Israel be peace."
Psalm 128B, The Book of Psalms for Singing.
I have been very blessed to have been able to get to know my great-grandmother if even a very little bit. And so, even if I'm a little sad right now, I am so thankful that she's home now and that, because of Christ, I will see her again some day. Great-Grandma is spending this Easter with Great-Grandpa and, more importantly, with her Lord and Saviour.
He is risen!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Marching Through
Well, I decided to drop by before the clock ticks over to April. I had to make a post in the month of March, after all.
How time flies. Tempis Fugit. Or something.
And this is just turning into a ramble. So, to add some substance, may I provide you with some book covers? The following books are either books I'd like to read or reread.
Okay, I'll just say that the formatting has whacked itself out and that the picture I meant to put below is above now. Silly thing! Never mind, it's fixed now. Sort of. I have no idea what's going on with the links.
And, no, I do not necessarily have these covers.
I think that should serve as a post. I hope you enjoyed the glimpse into my random and varied assortment of a reading list.
How time flies. Tempis Fugit. Or something.
And this is just turning into a ramble. So, to add some substance, may I provide you with some book covers? The following books are either books I'd like to read or reread.
Okay, I'll just say that the formatting has whacked itself out and that the picture I meant to put below is above now. Silly thing! Never mind, it's fixed now. Sort of. I have no idea what's going on with the links.
And, no, I do not necessarily have these covers.
I think that should serve as a post. I hope you enjoyed the glimpse into my random and varied assortment of a reading list.
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Quick Link
This will be rather short, but I thought you all might get a kick out of this picture. My dad found it and sent it to us. I think it's quite humourous. Political humor and The Lord of the Rings---haha!
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